7 comments/ 10692 views/ 3 favorites The Heated Storm Ch. 01 By: virgochild BaaaaaaaaaaDooooooooom! AHH, WHAT THE FUCK. I had just risen up with a startled gasp realizing that the booming sound was just nothing but thundering and lighting crackling through the sky. Damn that scared the ever living shit out of me. After a few seconds of trying to catch my breathe and getting my all too fast beating heart back down to my chest I laid back down to finish up my rest. After tossing and turning for a few seconds it seem like finishing up my sleep has proven to be the wrong option. Sitting back up, looking around for something do, I finally decided that maybe a book might out me back to sleep. Stepping outside my bedroom I see shadows up against my hallway walls that put a little fright in me. I eased my way down the hallway feeling like I was in some Alfred Hitchcock movie or Wes Craven even and something will jump out to get me. Trying the light switch nothing happen, 'great my power is out, no biggies I'll read by candle light.' Still walking down the hallway I could the winds beginning to howl a haunting tune just like in a real horror movie, and the thunder sounded with a terrifying gesture. Calming myself thinking is just plain stupid that I am afraid a simple thunderstorm 'what am I? 6' Continuing the journey towards the living room, I cam up short with a shaky scream when I see the silhouette of a man just standing there, looking. Standing for couple of minutes hidden in the shadows, about to make a run for it but, my movement seize when I realize it was just my self defense dummy being framed by the dying flame in the fireplace. Once that scary thought was out of my head I am now thinking to myself 'why anybody would be trying to break into someone's house in this type of weather, or better yet why anybody would be out anyways. They are just asking to get hypothermia.' Walking over to the living room closet I felt around at the top for matches. Standing on my tip toes grabbing the only flashlight I accidently knocked down the families spell book. Thinking to myself that I never realize it was still there. Opening up the book flipping through pages I stopped in mid flip looking at the picture of my older sister and me. Looking at the pictures instantly getting memories back from that day when we were just little dressing up for Halloween as our witchy selves but the Hollywood version of it. We had the black sparkly dresses, stripy socks, and the signature witches hat. Oh and of course broomsticks. Putting the picture back into the book, I got up and let the flashlight guide my path to the bookcase. Putting the spell book between two other books and the flashlight in tow I notice there was another family spell book on another book shelves. Lighting the candles and putting them on the coffee table I went back to the bookcase grabbed that big ole spell book flopped down on the couch and started reading. Defense potion: two table spoons of Dead Sea salt, tears of a crying bull, soil from a dragon bull plant, and three table spoons from a Tasmania Devil blood. Invisibility spell: hear me now and listen be to the things that should be unseen. Let thou enemies be blinded by the sight of thee. Getting way into deep with the spell book, I stopped for a second and realize the winds of the thunder storm were getting stronger with each passing minute. It almost seemed like it was banging up against the house. It took me a minute before I realize the banging wasn't coming from the winds. The banging was due to somebody trying to come in. Jumping up with my heart in my throat again I panic at what I should. This not my mind playing tricks on me somebody is really trying to break in. Then suddenly everything stops I stand in silence with the exception of my breathing and the thunder storm still going on. Being little rusty with my witchcraft to fend this person what else should I do? After a few seconds of just standing there the door knob starts to jiggle. Now this person really is trying to get in. I ran over to the fire place grab the fire poker and ran back to the corner next to the door. With door continuing on I raise my weapon close my eyes took a deep breathe. Then everything seem to freeze in time once jiggling stopped and the front blow open with the strong winds. There in my doorway was a huge man maybe 6'5 or 6'6. I kept looking up and notice his eyes, they were this eerie green color and they almost seem like they glowing. He took one small lazy step forward. I was getting ready to bash him over the head but before I could he fell to the ground. The Heated Storm Ch. 02 Ok, lets get one thing straight here, I know I am not that good of a writer. I tend to speed type sometimes and I know that's not very good. But I am learning to take my time, and reread my work, because I know I can do better. As for the story I know it's a slow start but it will pick up eventually just give me some time. * Once that big man fell to the floor, my first reaction was horrified, but then quickly turn into bewilderment because I have to step back and ask myself 'what am I going to do now?' Thinking to myself what if this person really needs help or is this some kind of trap. I slowly bend down to investigate further. Checking his pulse, and it felt very faint. Now, I know what I need to do. And that spell book better come in handy. Aw let's see what we got here while Babbumbdebumpbadabumplabumphmmmhmmhmmm, aw here it is, this should help. A recovery spell this should do it, ok now all I need is to some peace of mind, relax and concentrate. Taking deep shallow breathes and saying the spell over and over again in my head, making sure I got this right, and not fuck it up. After a few minutes of meditating I was still amaze at how the big man was still passed out. Ok, let's get this show on the road. I walked over back to the big man, and chanted the spell out loud: oren kanena ra si eo tio de voneta kearshia outvonia clika betysia te unatas. Once the incantation left my mouth I felt this overwhelming essence that smell of eucalyptus was in the air and a sense of warmness washed over me. I figured then that I had did something right. The next thing I heard was a groan coming from the man. Opening up my eyes, I see he had already rolled over and was staring at me dumbstruck. "Who the hell are you?" he asked with an awful sounding cough. Still being caught up in his eyes I retorted with a slight stutter "I....I...I'm the girl who just saved your life, soooo who are you, and why are you in this type of weather banging on my door?" I retorted back We started at each other in silence for what seemed like an eternity, but it only was just few seconds before he suddenly had this strange look on his face and said "Oh My God this can't be happening to me, oh fuck, why does shit like this always happen to me?" he yelled. I just stood there awe struck at everything that had just happened, and now at the man ranting raving. "Oh dear great god of fire I need to do something,...." he said panting "something very....important something that has to do with something very.....ohhhh damnit I can't remember what it was AAAAHHHHH." he shouted getting up. He rises all too quickly which made me grip the fire poker in hands a little tighter. I could clearly see that, although I haven't practice or use my witchcraft in the few years, but I could see my spell defiantly worked. "I should do something, to stop something from happening... oh god I need to get in contact with my brothers, but how ahhhhhhhh." "Perhaps the phone?" I said, he just looked at me "No that won't work, there was another I was able to contact with them AHHHHHHH, now I can't even remember that." He said still trading around my house. After pacing around for few more minutes he finally sat down on the couch and just looked at me. After sitting down on the couch he caught me with his again and said"Who are you?" he asks me again and "why did you help me, instead of beat in the head with that fire poker?" he continues to ask me. "Well I was at first I was already on edge with the thunderstorm, and then you came along and started banging on the door. At that moment I was about to attack, but you then fell face first it was then I thought you probably need some help. And Oh by the way, what the hell where you doing out in the middle of fucking nowhere, during a thunderstorm like this?" I throw back at him. "Well....ummm thats kind of hard to explain, and since you mention it I am pretty grateful that you didn't bash me over the head, and help me instead. And as for how I got there in the first place, well I honestly don't know, I mean I really don't know everything seems like a blur to me, one minute I was going to check on my sick grandfather, and the next minute I was running through the woods and something very vicious was chasing me... and....ummmm that's it. Ugh this bad really bad I need help or something." He mumbled taking in a deep breath. All I could do was just stand there and watch as everything unfolded from this man in front of me. What I said was the truth and I was going to bash him over the head, but when he fell forward I knew I might have to help him. But now from what I am seeing he might defiantly need my help. It took me while to say something, but I finally was able to utter something. "I have no what you are and apparently you don't either, but I know I have to help you because it almost seems like it is mandatory for me to do so. I don't what it is about you, but I have this strong pull towards that is unexplainable. Something in me tells me that I just have to help you, because....hell I just really don't know, it feels like I had met you beforehand." Whatever this annoying feeling was about this whole situation I was going to fix it and so it could go away. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Drakeson's P.O.V. I couldn't believe this happen to me. first the bitch who my grandfather called his wife was out doing a shopping spree with his hard earn money, and not only that, she had Ricardo the clan's doctor was out with her to make matters worse. That was just the beginning of the awful day I was having. When I tried to check on him via phone and the phone lines was disconnected. The day just had to get worse when I tried fly to see to him but when I took off the ground and started flying. The flying was going easy when all of a sudden something hit me from the ground below and the next thing I felt was this burning searing pain that dragged me down a little, but not enough to stop me. So I kept going. Then another searing hit me from below again, but this time it was strong enough to bring me down, and that it did, it brought me hard to the ground. One minute I was up in the clouds flying and the next I was on the hard earth trying to recuperate from the fall. When I got up I felt like someone was behind. When I turn my head there was nobody there, but I could smell something very foul, something very rotten and something attacked from behind. I could only get a glimpse of what was attacking me and I knew I couldn't defeat it. Whatever this thing was it had a posse with it and they were hell bent on getting rid of me so I ran. While running through the unfamiliar woods with my attacker's right behind me, I notice that a drizzle falling down from the sky and then came the thunder. In that instant it started pouring down rain, with my attackers hot on my trail. That instant I knew I had to get away. Taking a quick glance up at the sky I notice it was only just raining so I figured flying would be safe for me again. Taking a deep breathe I willed my self up to the sky. Once I was over the trees the feeling of relief overcame me, but that soon ended with a lighting bolt stroke me. Dropping high from the sky I felt the dreaded feeling of my nerves running all over my body, and the electrical sting that's going through my body. I hit the ground again, but this time around I can't get up. Closing my eyes while each fiery hot shocking bolt is still going on, I hoped and prayed to whatever god or almighty that lives in the sky would just end me now. It was then I notice that whatever it was that was chasing me finally cease. I looked back behind to see nothing or sense nothing threatening, that's strange. Taking a breath of satisfaction, I turned my head back around to see my surroundings when something caught my eye. With it being dark and rainy I was still able to see the magical trinkets that was hanging from a near by tree. Then a few more trees had these magical trinkets. I knew what they were for and who would have them hanging from trees, witches I was in witch territory. Even though the rain was still pouring down hard, I was able to see a house and witch trinkets on trees leading to the house. Getting up was a struggle when dizziness crept up on me but I kept on pushing. Running to the door of the witches I started banging. Despite being very week with the attack of the demons, from the lighting that stroke me, and the sweet stench of witches I was still able to use what was left of my strength knock down the door and everything went down hill from there. The Heated Storm Ch. 03 Waking to the essence of warmness and eucalyptus was all around me, and this surge of energy overtook me to come back to consciences. Opening my eyes I take a quick glance and let out a frustrated sigh, now I am at the mercy of a witch this night will not end well. Slowly I finally rolled over to and come to terms with my predicament, and what I saw was hard to take in. The woman that stood over me was not what I expected the usual witches to look like. In fact she didn't look like none of the witches I have encounter. She had this wide eyed stare that was full of such emotions; the wide eyed was complemented with warm chocolate brown eyes. And the big warm chocolate brown eyes was followed by high rosy cheekbones that were covered with a few freckles on her sweet looking light honey brown skin. But what really got me interested in her appearance were her lips, they were nice full and pouty lips that was just made for kissing things. I finally mustered up enough energy to speak and said 'who in the hell are you?' once those words left my lips I felt my body get all warm and tingly and the previous pain I had before had vanished, and this new sensation of healing was there, the little witch put a spell on me. When she finally opened her mouth the most sensuous sweet voice came out. "I...I'm the girl that just saved your life" she said to me with that sweet voice of hers. And that's when I realize there was something that I should be doing at this moment, but I couldn't remember what is that I was suppose to do, but I knew it was something very important that involved with my family. Getting up all too quickly I felt the sense of dizziness almost came over me with all the magic in the air and the witch's scent. She smells of freshly grown apples that hanging from a tree just when they turn bright red, and cinnamon. UMMMMMM, apple cinnamon what a nice combination. Wait a minute, I can't be lusting after some witch at the moment, after she put a spell, granted it did help me, but still like my grandfather always told us" a vampire should never interact a witch, unless they really have to." With that thought in my head I knew I had to leave soon, and be with him at this very moment. The witch brought me out of my train of thoughts, she said wants to help me, to say that I was shock was an understatement. I couldn't help but to ask: "why would you help me?" Well it seems that I need too; I really don't know I have this feeling like I should help you even though I really don't know who you are. It seems so strange to me too. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Lucile's P.O.V. The big man just sat there and stared at me for a few seconds, like I had just grown another head or something when I mention something meeting him before. I am not really for sure at what point that I started having dreams of the near future or dreams of things that will happen or people that I will meet, and this situation is no different. The weird thing about the dreams they never relive of the past just always events and people to come. And I know for a fact that this man was in one of my dreams. And if this man was in my dreams I knew that had to found out why. After I gave him my reason the expression on his changed, "alright if you really do want to help me, what do you get out of this, he asked me." "Nothing at all, why would you even ask me that after I offer my services to you?" I fired back. "Well I know for a fact that you are a witch, and some of the witches I have encountered aren't trust worthy enough to do anything for me, and how do you know you help me anyways?" What he just said left me shocked and dumfounded. How the fuck can someone be such an asshole after I had just been kind to them. "Look asshole how you dare talk to me like that after I help you to recover and not only that I didn't bash your fucking brains in, you know what just forget about it, as a matter of fact don't forget about get the fuck out my house." How the hell dare he say something like that, I was livid that I didn't realize that the room was fill with energy, and I didn't notice until I felt a sheen of sweat that was causing my dress to stick to my body. The big man took notice admittedly when saw the confused look on his face and said "what the hell was that," and he realize there was magic in there air and he automatically changed his opinion of me. Alright, you're right, I didn't mean to be little you in such a manner, it's just that, it's just....that me and my problems is making me have sourpussing mood and me having an awful week is just the icing on the fucking cake, it's just been an eventful week for me, and I didn't mean to take it out on you, and maybe I do need your help. "Thank you and accept your apology, so now that you know I am a witch, what are you exactly, I mean it's not fair to not know what I am helping." "What do you mean by what I am, I could be a regular ole human. He said being a horrible lair in my face." I frowned up at him in disbelief; he really didn't expect me to believe him now. "Well first off no human being would be out in that type of thunder storm, especially in a place like Minnesota no else and survive it when winter is about to come in. and another reason you mention something about something chasing you." Well I guess you do make pretty valid points there, you're right I am defiantly not human, I'm a vampire on my mothers side of the family, and the other half I don't know- He was in mid sentence before I interrupted him "you're not a full blood vampire, so you're a half-breed what's the other half." "Well that's the thing my mother was a pure blood, and my father I know he was supernatural being, but I don't know or my brothers what he was, my mother always kept that to herself til the day she was murder." "I am so sorry to hear that." "It's okay, so what can you do to help me now that you have a little info about me" "Well it's obvious you have amnesia, which is so weird because I never heard of a vampire having amnesia before." He chuckled at the comment I made and said "for a witch you sure haven't had of lot experience in the supernatural world." "What's that suppose to mean........ you know what never mind." 'OK let's see here where should I start first, should I go to the family spell book or should I call Luanne and get her opinion.' I said in my head. "I think you should do both" the man said aloud. "I really would like if you didn't that please, while I am trying to think it's very impolite." Ok first things first, I need to put up my mental shields since I will be dealing with a vampire. Ok now that's over, I need to call Luanne since she's older by a few years, and she dealt with supernatural's more than I did. I was heading towards my cell phone when it suddenly rung and my sister's name poped up on the caller ID, "Hey there little Lulu were you about to call me." My sister said once I opened up my phone. That what was the difference between us although we were born witches and we basically had the same gifts when it comes to magical and psychical powers, my sister the telepath and I was the empath both very useful as my mother would always say. "Well I was but you beat me to it." "So what's the problem what can I help you with lil Lulu." "Why don't you just read my mind and found out big Lulu." "Nope I am going to stop messing with your head, plus it's good to hear your voice once in a while, I actually like talking to my sister." "Well there was a thunderstorm here in Minnesota, and I mean a big one, and then there's this half-breed vampire falling face first in the living room, well to make a long story short he has amnesia." "Wait what the fuck..did you just say vampire Lucile, what are you doing helping a vampire." "He's a half-breed, and he just dropped in the living room, and plus I had this dream about a man like him." "Ohhhhh God Lucile please don't tell me you.." "No nooooooo it was defiantly non sexual it's that you know I be having dreams of the future of people and things I will come in contact with and things I suppose to do,well this is another one of those dreams Lulu and plus my empathy was kicking in and I felt his despair." "Well I guess we should never second guess ourselves when it comes to our psychic gifts, alright there's a spell in the family spell that gran-gran had put in there a long time ago that helped with granddads memory loss, but I don't know if it will work on some like him, but you can try." "And, Lucile be careful my bleeding heart liberal of a sister, I love you" "I love you too Luanne."